I bite down lightly on my target's lower lip, drawing blood as I suck it into my mouth. "Come with me," I whisper hoarsely against his skin. He moans in response, the sound echoing through the alleyway like a siren song. His cock throbs against my hand, desperate for release. As he begins to lose consciousness from the drugs and pain, I take one last look into his glazed eyes before dragging him back inside with me...

I drag the unconscious target back into the party, using my free hand to keep him upright as I weave through the crowd. Once out of sight, I quickly dispose of him in a nearby closet and make my way back to where I left Vaibhav. "The vial is secure," I report, handing it over. "But there's something else...interesting that happened along the way."

As each child is born, the Black Widow's heart swells with love and pride; she can already see bits of herself in each of them. She cleans them carefully, making sure they're all healthy before presenting them to her owners. Their reactions are everything she could have hoped for; they coo over the new additions, petting them gently and promising that they'll be loved and cared for just like any other pet.

In the end, the Black Widow gives birth to a litter of five; three puppies and two kittens. As she watches her children grow and thrive under the care of their new family, she knows that even though she may never escape this life, at least some part of her will always be free.